| Whenever I see your distant love light
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| I never have the strength to put up a good fight
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| And I surrender, I surrender every night
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| As my libido, she misbehaves
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| I become one of your carbon-based love slaves
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| To your heart beats
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| And your brain waves
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| Call me the victim of a victimless crime
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| The by-product of a flawed design
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| And I go down, I go down every time
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| And every time I always fail to see
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| What love between two people is supposed to be
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| 'Cause the machine
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| The machine does everything for me
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| Love’s a rocky road that magically paves
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| When joining the collection of submissive knaves
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| To your heartbeats
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| And your brain waves
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| And now we see our union’s torn asunder
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| Our night clubs yearn for one more punter
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| And my heart
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| Yeah my heart is a lonely hunter
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| And as we dance into our graves
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| We remember all those trippy, trippy raves
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| Hosted by your heartbeats
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| And your brainwaves
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| And yes I’ve dabbled in overreaction
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| When confronted with the sciences of attraction
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| And I go down, I go down every time
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| Heart beats slowly, slowly pound
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| Brain waves transmit underground
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| And I’m tired
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| So tired of going down
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| (All night long)
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| (It's like a loop machine)
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| (Cue the music, music) |